Crossing the Line

She walked that fine line each and every day, as the demons deep inside her head tried coming out to play. She knew them for who they were and the evil they could do; She relied on prayer and medication each day to pull her through. Yet the voices, they persisted, other personalities took control; She no longer had the ability to make them do what she was told. That fine line was passed on the wrong side - Her sanity paid the price; The sanitarium is now the playground to her demons who won’t play nice.